Flirty Thirties, Sporty Forties

Wow, it's my 51st blog post! Incredible! I just want to wish all you readers a merry christmas and happy new year. I'm excited about my newest additions to my ever-growing shoe tree. You've heard of those, haven't you? This year's additions are the green wedge heel, the red glittery heel, and the silver and gold heel. The high heeled boot and the leopard print heel are just little tiny ones so they hardly count. Oh wait - I added a purse this year too. I might need to get a bigger tree next year, or perhaps a second tree so I can start to collect purses too :-) Tonight I'll likely dream of the shoes becoming life size and being able to wear them. Wouldn't that be fun?! Yeah yeah, I know ankle straps are a no-no if you're short but hey, a girl can still dream. I hope Santa found each one of you and I hope you were good so you didn't just get socks and a pile of things to return. The highlight of my day was watching the boys opening their p

Photos from the pharmacy christmas party last Friday. It was snowing so I waited until I was inside to put on my crazy high heels from Chile to avoid broken bone(s)! Perhaps the best gift of all was simply seeing Linda doing so well. She was a pharmacy technician for 20+ years and was critically injured in a horse accident (landed right on her head) in March. The prognosis was grim, and it was especially sad because she was at such a high point in her life prior to the accident. Anyhow - she's a fighter, she's not only managed to simply wake up and exist, she's already able to drive and come January 7th, she will start back to 'work' as a volunteer!!

Bowdrie turned 3! I went up to Montana to help celebrate the big occasion. I continue to be amazed by how many words he knows and how he just talks and talks and repeats everything you say. He continues to be a vegetable-loving, fruit-loving little kid, while Carson just inhales anything he can get his hands on. They're sure good little boys and although they leave me exhausted, I miss them. Bowdrie's already learning how to negotiate ... he wants 3 pieces of candy, I tell him "mama said only one.", so he looks really sweetly at me and asks, "two?" Oh well okay! :-) I read him to sleep one night and just before he fell asleep, he whispered, "first tracks powder" - he'd gone skiing (sort of) behind one of the buildings at Whitefish Mountain Resort and he got to make the first and only ski tracks with his teeny little skis. Very exciting, apparently! Here are some of the pictures: